Its your first day,Don't be afraid child.I'll get you through it,don't cry sweetheart.I'll hold your hand,and never let go.Gods watching you,so here you go.I will cry when I get home,knowing that my angel is grown.

Its time for 6th grade,oh my how your big.You worried about all the other kids.Baby, they will love you,but not more then I do.You come home crying from school,I try and tell you but you say its too cruel.Honey.. don't cry.I love you.

Its Highschool already,your driving a car.You go to parties,and get home at dawn.I come in your room,to check on you,your drinking.You leave the house..and I never see you.

5 years later,you come to my door,saying "Mom, I have a child."I'm happy for you baby,but who is the father..?"He.. ran off."

We sit crying.. together.

I'm in a hospital now,sick and not healthy.All I ask is to see you.You come in.. crying."Baby, i'll never let go."I'm gone.